"Remember your identity. You are just a weapon trained by the Federation. You will be abandoned when you complete your duties."
"My name is Nightingale, you can call me Warbler."
"Don't do anything that's out of bounds, or you'll know the consequences."
"Young Marshal, Nightingale is missing."
"If this is what you mean by liking it, then I'd rather not."
"Warbler... Is that you?"
"Have you seen it? You probably won't like me like this anymore, right?"
He is like a rose, seductive and dangerous.
What he thought was a perfect nelleum turned out to be riddled with holes in the moonlight.
——"Nightingale" by Mu Xiaomu
Concept: Where there are many thorns, a coquettish rose blooms.
